Tangibility Poems | Examples

DELIGHTING IN THE STORM

THE STORM RUMBLES AND  ECHOS LIKE AN ULTIMATE FORCE

AS RAIN FALLS, YOU CAN'T EVEN SEE IN FRONT OF YOU, AND THE SOUND OF THE RAIN BLOCKS OUT EVERYTHING IN EXISTENCE

A BEAUTIFUL DISPLAY OF FLASHES AND STRIKES OF LIGHTING, ALL DANCING WITH EACH OTHER IN UNISON, ARE ACCOMPANIED BY THE ROARING SOUNDS OF THUNDER. A MAGICAL SIGHT IN THE MIDNIGHT SKY. IT ALL AMALGAMATES TO A BEAUTIFUL SYMPHONY.

A STORM UNIQUELY DESIGNED WITH ITS OWN CODING AND NATURAL BEAUTY, SPECIFICALLY MEANT FOR ITS TANGIBILITY AND PREDESTINED FOR A SPECIFIC PLACE AND MOMENT IN TIME

FRIENDSHIP DAY SAYS

FRIENDSHIP DAY SAYS....
 
 
Friendship genises, not by just shaking a friend's hand …. 
But, it extends , by attaching  his mind to  its full band…. 
 
 
Friendly feeling scratch, not  by aligning information… 
 But,it  creche and catch all range of  friendly emotion…. 
 
Friends bejoy their earthy life ,by friendliness  promotion… 
And, they enjoy their sruthy of next life,  before their cremation… 
 
Love has its own tangibility war… 
But, friendship is beyound physical bar…. 
 
Some say love is blind... 
I say,true friend is always kind…

Sidereal

My heart burns with a cold, white fire
Fighting against itself in a battle no one can win
I am contrived, a portrait of a girl who...
And anyone can fill me in. 
My destiny was not written for this world
This earth is not my home
And I am but an echo, the perception of a far-off light
Almost imperceptible amid the light pollution
Streetlights, headlights, stoplights, flashing highway signs
Obfuscating the truth.
For a moment, I think perhaps I could escape
The confines of flesh, blood, cells, atoms, tangibility
And ascend into the night posed into a constellation forever.

Remember

“Remember who you are”
The words echo through the chambers of my mind.
Seeking a corner in which the answer may lie.
If we could only remember
Clarity skirts and hides behind shadows
With a teasing flicker of hope
She escapes
Why must we forget to remember?
A power so intense it must remain hidden from us
Taught to us by dualistic examples
Referencing a hidden truth of wholeness
The tangibility of who you are 
Just beyond reach
Grasping, we stretch ourselves
Growing tired
Trying to know
Rest now
Pause
Take a breath
Allow
Flow
It is here the answer will embrace you
It is here the answer may only live
It is here that you remember
It is here
Where you are.

Pride of Place

Mum's snap beams on the hall as a nudge of eagerness.
The serenity of the shore sparked glorious heedfulness
Yet when I deem warily, truth seems to become ageless
The waves shift as the light shines through the dimness. 

A little girl remains amid sand-covered greenery. 
Her quivering hands grasped a fistful of sublime confetti
The subtle art, with its vivid tones, bears a rosy tangibility
The rare sight of a little girl around the ocean is lulling me.



Written: January 23, 2022

Pride of Place Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward

Touch and Go

Brilliant light reaches down, a hand from above
Touching life, illuminating lies, searing my retinas
Like something holy that defies tangibility
Reflecting upon the water as a striving, sorrowful soul

A dream of death, the final moments of a friend
Pushing the darkness into the despairing depths of my heart
Hidden from the luminous brightness by walls of stygian gloom
The hallowed secret a friendship locked away forever

Night comes, a god of old billowing from the bowels of the earth
Snuffing the light from our minds like hope crushed under fingers of death
Something we once possessed, now transcendent in our memory
Elusive laughter and light dancing across the pages of our life

Tears mingle with the dew of dawn
A fleeting fog vanished by the sun
Emotion cloys our senses
A miasma of feelings echoing into eventide 

The body a prison cell containing only a soul
A vessel for the works of a heavenly deity
A vicious fight for life, taking no prisoners
Touch and go


3/31/21 
"Touch and Go" 
for "This or That, Vol. 1" sponsored by Edward Ibeh

I Will Not Deny

I will not deny the groom, the Son of God.
Would you deny what is tangible, defraud?
The way that leads to destruction is broad.
He is the way, the truth and life, light and salt.
He loves you — if you miss this, it's all your fault.
For you he paid the price — took the assault.
When he carried the cross, they had destroyed him.
They hammered nails into him, stretching his limbs.
“Father, why have you forsaken me,” dims
his life, the earth grows dark — it is finished.
The devil’s evil plot has been diminished.
T’s crossed, the i’s dotted — nothing unfinished!
The grave could not hold him — he rose in three days.
The tangibility he would convey.
Where he left them, he will return the same way.
He says in the end all knees will bow - how ‘bout now?
No need to be condemned if you follow now.
His blood shed, his body bruised — receive him now.

4/21/2020

Threesome

New Dawn
First day of a new chapter, philosophical reflections emulate like four seasons,
reminiscing hearts whose voices are no longer heard, yet I feel their spirits close.
I ponder who will find me and who will I lose - life is limited for many reasons.

Mind and Muse War
One misty morning when my muse was missing and I misplaced my pen,
I felt regret unable to portray how clementine hues ignited baby blue skies.
Battle between muse and mind bled rage onto the page - heart whispered amen.

Ignorant Bloodshed
If only hypocrites could see their reflection in the mirror of tangibility.
Would their fingers still point like deceitful swords, ready for bloodshed?
Love to hate, hate to love, blindfolds the eyes on the path to tranquillity.

Examples for Threesome contest:
Write three lines.  No syllable count.  Can rhyme, or you do not have to use rhyme.  Important part is to keep it on three lines. Does not have to be three sentences. 

I've done three examples, but you only need to write one stanza of three lines.  Mine is a triple threesome!

Silent One
4 January 2020

Tangibility

If what's tangible is my only reality
How is your love so deeply engrained in me
That empty space between my arms
Sets off every one of my worst fears and alarms
The mere vestige of your breath on my lips
Makes it hard for me to come to grips
That you're not here
It's a weird sort of half-living
To spend most of our time away
But to experience our intensity for only a day
To get used to seeing everything but you
And be apart but still make do
Without that soft caress of kiss
It feels nonexistent, as if my memory's amiss
If our love diminishes out of the corporeal and true
I'll cling to that intangibility as if it were really you
So take note of the sweet little somethings I say
I love you my life, my world
Please stay

Origin of the Species

Origin of the Species

We are recycled atoms
The scientists claim!
From the Big Bang
Imprisoned on this planet 
By gravity.
These atoms join molecularity
To give life tangibility, 
By separating the species
With appearance.
That was then
And this is now,
And how the species evolved;
 
"I think?"—
Darwin wrote
In his journals
While in the Galapagos.
And yet, irony persists?
The tree of life branches
With no answer,
As to who 
Planted the
Seed!

Tangibility of Life

The tangibility to life may be the only answer!

For what we believe to be true,

is what most touches you.

The sun on your back,

the warmth in your heart.

A simple kiss from a stranger,

may change your mind on mankind.

In your subconscious thoughts, 

You’ll find the truths you have been seeking, 

just don’t turn to greet it just yet.

For the truth is a bird in flight,

one that only returns by free will.

At the same token, it is a wingless bird,

one that has never left your side.

Disjoined

When
Will we accept our idealist indirection? 
Deviated by selfish deviance;
byproducts of our own deceits. 

Hope
Remains in anonyms who grasp moralizing concepts. 
Courage must manifest promised tangibility. 

Despair
Cripples forces of hope;
Sprinkling dreary forecasts, only to be left in doubt.

Questionable answers are found, such as...
Why do we be what we are?

   
 1-16-2012

Selah'

I reflect on my current 'reality' & how I have thought in my past day's
Indeed how many times I reasoned on your existence.' Or lack of it? 
Or gave you a Dimension I could at least comprehend.'
How alike  was I in all this as is all mankind?
Time.. Tangibility, how self deluded can we be? is a hundred years forever?
Yet this small space.' I.. We have denoted as 'reality' as a time of portent even' 
Thuough this was only because it was in 'my' lifetimes span, 
Have not others gone through the same passage, in lifes transient chapter? 
How alike in our miscomprension we can be.' 
For it is written, you make my days as a 'handsbreadth' 
Again it says you view a thousand years as a watch that passes in the night,
For a thousand years is like a day, and a day is like a thousand years to You,
Also in all this, all the conjecture all the 'science' do not these actions.. This
Expenditure of our precious time, reinforce the very truth of your existence.?
For whoever built themselves castle walls, if it were not to keep someone out? 
Whoever has not mustered their arguments before going into the courtroom?

Blank and Blank In Touch

Blank And Blank In Touch

Blank and Blank had nothing there to see
Everything went missing
Questioning their being
Pages out of history competing for incompleteness
Not incompetence 
As nothing could be there if there were Blanks
Blank could not fill in the void
Even if the other Blank was there in tangibility 
Their names were irrevocably the same
Though they could not be in person
(If in person, was something they could be)
Synonymously existing
But being for the properties of invisibility
Clarity on the subject is at best, vague 
Blank and Blank went missing
Testing the laws of physics
This makes this story suspect
So what we have is speculation to report
Blank and Blank appear to be in touch
Not with you and I or each other
But with some other reality
Less likely to question who they are
As far as we can see

Minutia of the Moment

MINUTIA OF THE MOMENT

Material things seem to be there
Seconds away
By the way
They become solid rocks
As time performs 
Smaller functions
Around the obvious
Clocks move by 
In trivial circles
And unsavory company
Go unnoticed
Focused on the notion of swallowed nothing
Always there
If only in memory
 Vastness fashions a concept of tangibility
And takes us under…..advisement…..under consideration
The observable existence calms
With so few spaces to fill in
The minutia of the moment

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